Ben G - Activist lyrics

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Ben G - Activist lyrics

[Hook] I'm drinking on some Activist, I'm drinking on some Activist I'm smoking on atomic sh** You've never seen or heard of b**h [Verse 1: Waka Flocka] I'm two Xan's, f** a kick stand, afraid of heights but I stay high Stay fly, smoke this kush till my brain's fried and my thoughts go dry Pole pimping like do or die, tipping fours like dug it all Smoke more kush than Khalifa, spit the word like a preacher I just bought a pound, it's about to go down, I got white and brown liquor About to make a movie motion picture, bring couple bad b**hes, my n***as We got Backwoods and Swishers, we got mollies in that activist My high, I can't miss, get f**ed up, everybody go ratchet, b**h [Hook] [Bridge] I'm f**ed up, I'm f**ed up I said I'm f**ed up, I'm f**ed up I'm f**ed up [Verse 2: Waka Flocka] I'm in a rave party, on ecstasy, loud music and neon lights Me and molly, first cla** flight, I know it's wrong but it feels right Already got drink, all I need is Sprite, ask her name and her drug type She don't do pills, she'll drink lean and smoke all night, hey just my type Long hair, her eyes light, bad chick drive her daddy Jag f** her in the back seat, make that a man, that's about all Drink activist like Smart Water, two grams of molly got my mouth sour Like a warhead I want more head, you can tell it's good by her right leg keep shakin' Trying to get f**ed up, n***a, what you drinking? You ain't high my dog, you fakin' Free man is also say the same to the Haitians, my eye I'm chasing Dropping Xans in the Sprite so my high escalating, every time I walk feel like I'm elevatin' And after the club I'mma wear red lights, with my head lights up, that's Ferrari racing [Hook] {Verse 3: Ben G] Squad Life, money over hoes, that's M.O.B. life Got locked up my senior year, now I party every night like prom night f** the system from the Damsel, and I'm well conditioned, f** shampoo I grew up quicker like bamboo, and you marathon b**hes get ran through Get head, roll a blunt and take it to the head Got your girl in the kitchen, we didn't make it to the bed Now she's making me some eggs, I'mma play up to the den Got a butcher for the beef and the baker makes bread And we baked out, threw a party at the lake house When those girls making out, I deposit this dick in their bank account And I pour, roll up, let's get faded, they ain't make it so they hate it They just jaded, we just drinking, we just smoking, we just wasted I'm hardly active on that Activist Actually I've been actively pa**in piff with the baddest b**h [Hook]

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